Dear Diary,

Today I started writing a journal, I couldn't think of much to write so I'm writing nonsense to at least try and put something on this page. Some people who read this might think you were crazy but then again, they shouldn't be reading it!. Journal.... Journal.... What did I do today....

The same stuff I do every day.....

I enter into this land from the safety of the gods thing, I fly up into the clouds to get a breath of fresh air then swoop down into Parrius and into the Council Chambers to check the latest commodities. Silver, Rope, Glass, Wood... the commodities I love to purchase. Silver.... the trouble i've gotten in over silver, perhaps i will talk about that more in another entry. Rope, the commodity that my guildmistress loved, for innocent reasons of course. Glass and wood two commodities that are fairly rare.

I collect whatever commodities are available and fly to clouds where I await any interesting activity. Perhaps some Thakrian will come along and I will enjoy the fight. Romago pops on, a thief who causes anger in a lot of citizens in Mercinae and Parrius. Small compared to me but becoming more and more skilled as he is forced to fight against much stronger opponents. Should he attack any of my citizens I will feel obligated to hunt him down and kill him. How I dislike the bloodlust that comes from killing him, however it is necessary.

A citizen, Gina, comes online and asks for some help, I know this from any citizen means LM services or runes for the city stalls. I portal over and say hello, it's potions she needs and I deal with it. I continue talking and she offers to give the city herbs and poisons for stalls. Just what the city needs however the effort of sorting out the stalls seems like a task I'd rather place upon another baron. She also asks for Grip runes to be put in the stalls....not again.

I go over to council chambers and check the level of silver in the city. My recent comm runs makes it look like I can afford to make runes, I place 10 grip and 10 frostbite runes into the stalls, I know they will go out extremely quickly but I won't make any more until the silver level is higher. I let her know the runes are in place and I fly up to the clouds.

I sit there bored in the clouds wondering what to do. Thakrians come and go, citizens come and go and request services, that cheeky Serethipas that I knew as a youngster in the land also asks for services... dismay. For some odd reason and one I wish i could rationalize, I begin to write a journal......I start it off in the only way I know how...Dear Diary....


Note: Please let me know if you want to read more about the inner mind of Dante or should I just stop now.

As of today, 28th day of Springflower, 1001 years since the Divine War. I am all ultimates!

all ult's? time to get an new profession.

by the way, i like your journal, keep writing!

I found that very interesting, i would enjoy reading more entries(espeically ones that compliment me)

ok... Breif Real life... partly interesting thing

Today I was stopped comming out of paddingstation under the Terrorism Act.

Nice... I had my bag checked for leaf runes...when will they learn, i'd attached oval runes to them. Muhahaha

Today was such an interesting day, I just had to share my experiences with you. Lets start… Dear Diary.

I log onto Avalon to see that the Longnight has been taken down. Hurray for the order of the sun and moon. The previous day I had logged on and told Illyism to steal the items from Cabe’s guild (Sceptre and Tiller) after discovering Bedivere held the Jewel of Everlasting Dawn. If only we had known Bedivere held the Jewel, it could have been down so much sooner. Unfortunately, I had to log off before the attempt began but at least their names will be remembered.

I check my shop, someone had locked the door into it, simple enough to fix but alas, sales are down. Such a pity. I have invested my entire bank account into that shop. For anyone reading this, BUY people BUY. Three south and east of Hellspont. I leave the shop and head to clouds, Nevaeh is there and we engage in a little chit chat. Solontus intones to the land, “Dante, you despicable cur!". Not again is my immediate thought. I know this will result in zapping. I did not know I’d receive a special award.

I quickly find out that he is unhappy. The whole world finds out he is unhappy as he mixes creative insults with his despising of me. He does not like the fact that I have started an election and most likely winning. He does not want me as a baron of Parrius.

I refuse to reply to his shouts, he wants justification to punish me. He zaps me for not replying. Tactic didn’t work. I ship and return to clouds where he is still shouting about how much he doesn’t like me. He says I should have known my limitations. I shout as a proud Parrian, “As a Parrian I have no limitations”. He zaps me again. He was going to zap me anyway, I don’t feel that stupid for shouting.

A slight note, he includes a shouts saying I was born in Parrius. I was actually born in Thakria. Ruining his flow may have been worth it if I’d have pointed it out.

After I ship and fly to the clouds again, he says I should remain a ghost. Ok, I know gods can force me to be a ghost for a whole RL day. I ponder asking another god to make me a ghost if it would please him. Decide against getting another god involved. Him shouting some more, I receive my prize, for those who know zmud: #20 {zap dante;ress dante}….. yes I was zapped 20 times and left alive at the end of it. I now hold the award for most zaps in 1 second. Go Me! He then forces me into ghost form. Damn it’s the one punishment I hadn’t seen coming.

I log off defeated but with the election still running. He has made himself the patron of Parrius replacing Thor. I am still a citizen, the elections still running. I’m see-through but still mobile. I await what will happen next.

Till next time.

Your spooky friend.

Dante